When we wereus, it was always about you. My words left my mouth, but the sound never broke the barrier of your ego or reached the heart of your mind. I had no imagination to fathom the experience of being heard when my only hope was the world for you.

And not to hope in vain, I still hope the world for you, but I hope you make it on your own.

I hope you find someone who can trust you and love you like I couldn’t.

I hope you recognize the value now, of a woman’s fidelity. Of her time and trust and temperance.

I hope you find someone who you’ll never stop learning about, who you will never put second to yourself.

I hope you find someone who is worth living for.

Someone who makes you forget time, makes you stop what you’re doing, and look twice.

I hope you find someone whose love and care means something to you.

I hope you show her you love her.

I hope she loves the Lord and loves your family.

I hope she wants to rule the world and with you, build the castles from your dreams.

I hope you thank her for dinner and clean up the dishes like you said you would.

I hope you take her to the airport and pick her up, even if it’s 7:40 pm and you have so much work to do.

I hope you don’t mind traffic because you get to have her to yourself for a little more time.

I hope you leave her little notes, instead of messages to other women.

I hope the sparkling adoration in her eyes isn’t too much for you to handle.

And I hope…

Well, I hope if there was anything you wanted to do for me, that you forget me and love on her.